- An excellent article in the Harvard Independent about the whole Kaavya Viswanathan controversy that deals with how YA book packaging and ghost writing works at Alloy/17th Street, with extensive comments by the Old Hag herself Lizzie Skurnick. (Via Maud.) UPDATED: Skurnick clarifies, and it’s a better read than the piece itself.
- You like spirited discussion of fiction? Drop by the LBC for this week’s discussion of Ticknor (which, in full disclosure, just didn’t do it for me).
- The Orange Prize shortlist looks to be full of some amazing books.
- Cecil Castellucci interviewed at YA & Kids Book Central.
- I forgot to mention yesterday that Hal Duncan‘s much-buzzed-about debut novel Vellum is now officially available stateside. An advance copy has been sitting patiently at the top of the TBR for awhile, woefully neglected, and I’m looking forward to reading it. Meanwhile, see Matt Cheney’s comments.
- Lestat the musical debuts to a delicious bad review in the WaPo: In other words, "Lestat’s" contribution to art and equality is demonstrating that a gay vampire with a two-octave range can be just as dull as a straight one.
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Have I ever mentioned that Matt and I saw “Lestat” when it was having a trial run in San Francisco? That was an experience. The actors were all good, the sets were gorgeous, and the show itself was possibly the most ridiculous thing in the whole world.
Endless variations on the scandal theme are blossoming of late.
I’m finding this Viswanathan thing pretty interesting. I’ve not read her book, although I have read the McCafferty in question and liked it. The thing that is odd is we have nonfiction/memoir writers making stuff up and fiction writers who apparently can’t.
I have to say that the first half of the article seems a tad disingenuous to me anyway. Just because she preferred to sound higher brow in interviews and never mentioned the McCafferty doesn’t mean anything necessarily. Lots of people have more refined taste in the media than they do in reality, I’m sure.
AND if someone else at 17th Street did write part or all of the book, they would have to be the ones to fess up to it. No doubt she would have been asked to sign an NDA of some type.
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